The boy screamed at his mother’s grave that she was alive – no one believed him until the police arrived
People began noticing him in early May—a boy, no more than ten, sitting alone in the same corner of the cemetery. Every day, without fail, he returned to one particular grave. He’d press his back against the stone, fists clenched, and shout into the wind: “She’s not here! My mom’s alive!” Most visitors assumed it…